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'It's living here that does it. I haven't got salt in my blood yet, but I've
started sprinkling it on my salad.'
She stood up, and looked down at me. Her lips were slightly parted, and there
was a thoughtful, erotic look in her eyes which I hadn't seen in a woman since
I first met Jane. She said, quietly, 'Do you mind turning out the light?'
I reached over and switched off the bedside lamp. The only light in the room
now came from the television; and Gilly was outlined against it. Carefully,
slowly, she unbuttoned the cuffs of her blouse, then the lace front placket,
and drew it over her head. She was wide-shouldered, but her breasts were
bigger than I had
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thought, warmly cradled in a hand-made lace bra. She unzipped her skirt, and
let it fall, and I saw that she was wearing dark gray stockings and a black
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garter-belt. No panties, though: the light from the television silhouetted the
wayward curls of pubic hair.
She unhooked her bra, and her breasts were freed with a soft, complicated
little bounce. I held out my hand to her.
'I'm not an easy person to satisfy,' she said, in a husky voice. 'I guess
that's one of the reasons I always avoid relationships with men. I need a very
great deal, I ask a lot; emotionally and sexually.'
Tor what it's worth,' I said, 'I can give you everything I've got.'
I sat up, and stripped off my shirt, and socks, my pants and my shorts. Gilly
lay down beside me, still wearing her stockings and garter belt, and I could
feel the softness of her hair against my shoulders, and the heaviness of her
wide-nippled breasts against my chest, and the warm slip-periness of nylon
against my thighs.
We kissed, tentatively at first, then with increasing passion. Her hands
tugged at my hair, caressed my shoulders, gripped at my hip. I held her breast
in my hand, arousing the nipple between my fingertips until it stood crinkled
and stiff. My erection rose against the shiny tightness of her stocking, and
she put her hand down and held it tight in her fist, pressing and massaging it
against her pubic hair.
Neither of us needed very much foreplay; neither of us could actually stand
it. For different reasons, both of us had been deprived of sexual company for
longer than was good for us, and the pressure suddenly rose between us until
there was nothing that either of us wanted but forceful, urgent,
uncompromising sex.
I thrust myself into her, and she was hot and moist and gasping with every
thrust. The inside of my brain felt as if it were blowing up; but the
explosion went on and on and on, and she clutched her legs around me so that I
could thrust deeper still, and her fingernails dug into the
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flesh of my back and her teeth bit deeply into the muscle of my shoulder.
'Oh, God, harder, harder, harder,' Gilly urged me, and I grasped her hips in
my hands and forced her down on to me until she gasped and yelped and thrashed
her head from side to side on the pillow.
I could feel the orgasm begin to tighten and ripple inside her like shockwaves
just before an earthquake. She spoke words that I couldn't understand; breathy
and high-pitched, almost as if she were cursing and pleading at the same time.
Her eyes were squeezed tight shut and her face was congested. Her breasts were
flushed and her nipples tight and erect.
It was then, right on the brink of climax, that I opened my eyes and looked
down at her, and froze. For superimposed on Gilly's face, as if she were
wearing a coldly-glowing mask, was Jane's face, hollow-eyed, emotionless,
flickering in that threatening electrical way. And for one hideous instant I
didn't know if I was making love to Jane, or Gilly, or to nothing at all but
my own hallucinating imagination.
Gilly blinked open her eyes, and they showed through the dark sockets of
Jane's electrical mask in fright and surprise.
'John - what's happening? John!'
I opened my mouth but I couldn't speak. Gilly's eyes had brought Jane's
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